Ruminations of a Rundown Replicant

Humans confuse replicants1 (and rundown autistics like me). Why aren't they acting to save themselves?

I used to write to people around me. But most of them weren't for knowing or engaging. While they were being polite, I was trying to save them. A fair distance apart.

A blog keeps me out of harms way. I'll see how it goes.

Readers can write to me at rundownreplicant at

  1. A rundown replicant is a bioengineered near human that's coming to its end. Think of Phillip K Dick's 1968 book, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? and the 1982 film, Blade Runner. It's another human invention with dangerous unintended consequences.